Thanksgiving comes up in ten days and I’ve been thinking about those who are homeless and hungry while I have so much. There’s so little I can do: give to the local Foodbank, knit scarves …
DAY AND NIGHT
sunrise on 
an empty plate
with now-time
the always hunger
night falls
on a belly tight
against aching back
with food as distant
as a bank balance
A Summer Father … poems as deceptively simple and cunning as a sniper’s bullet. This book is a Remembrance Day poppy. Dave Margoshes
Dear Joanna,
I just send you an email, but I don’t know if it went through.
It’s me Gisela, the German from the cruise to Barcelona.
You are not forgotten, but I was sooo busy in Germany. Now I am back in Florida and I am curious and want to learn more about your “work” poems and thoughts.
Greetings from Gisela and Uli also regards to Robert.
My thoughts about “Thanksgiving “Food for the Poor “and Homeless.
We are very rich, when we have our daily bread, When we pray it in church, it’s for a lot of people only a “phrase” but for so many human in the world “bread” means to survive.
Not only on “Thanksgiving” we have to remember to share.
How fast anybody can be in a situation and need people, who are sharing.
Thanksgiving comes up in ten days and I’ve been thinking about those who are homeless and hungry while I have so much. …
Dear Gisela,
So good to hear from you! We had a great time in Portugal and have been busy ever
since. One of our sons got married a couple of weeks ago, we took another week’s holiday
in Victoria this time, spending time with sons and grandchildren. Lots of fun.
Do explore my blog, you’ll find my bio under ‘More about me’, and my books are along
the top of the blog too. If you have young children around, the Berry Books are free.
We are indeed rich. We have roofs over our heads, water in the tap, food on the table. What more
can anyone need? The food banks are ever with us, always in need …
All the best, Joanna